“ Ich versuchte das zu verstehen. Sie fuhr fort: „Du bist übrigens noch weit weg von meiner Schmerzgrenze. Solltest du sie tatsächlich überschr...iten, klopfe ich dir auf die Schenkel“. In der Tat hatte ich es nie geschafft, ihre Schmerzgrenze zu erreichen. Sie klopfte mir nie auf die Schenkel. Sie sagte: „Wenn du mich als deine Untergebene annimmst, nehme ich dich gerne als meinen Herren an.“ Ich spürte, dass das ein großes Kompliment und ein noch größerer Vertrauensvorschuss war. Dabei schaute. "What happens if some guy tries to get funny with you... ?" There are some men working as models, too... and they give them the heave-ho!" Hell! It's kinkier than I thought, then, if she's got Muscle Beach boys there, too!" I don't understand, Ron... ?" Well... they must be there for the gay ones to take pictures of!" he explained. "Are there any Butch types come... ?" You mean women... who... ?" Yeah, you know, Lesbians... ?" I don't know... ?" Well... I wouldn't be surprised..."In the end,. My cock was pumping I needed her so badly. She was truly out of it so I put my hand into her panties and now I knew she as horny as me, her panties was soaking wet. I really wanted to pull her panties down and put my cock in her, but I thought that would be a bit too much. All I don’t was rest one hand on her pussy and play with myself. My god what a load I shot ,it went over both of us. I cleaned both of us up the best I could and went to sleep.The next day I woke to her cuddle into me and. She keeps lots of plants and has always kept the shades open. We lived alone at first and she wore all her normal little outfits around all evening- usually a little t-shirt, tank top or nightie and panties. She's funny, she doesn't seem to like her bare ass uncovered while hanging out around the house so the length of the shirt depends on what undies she's wearing, if it's a thong or no panties, she'll wear something a little longer- usually just to the cheeks, if it's bikinis or boyshorts.